“Does the road wind uphill all the way?
Yes, to the very end.
Will the journey take the whole day?
From morn to night, my friend.” – Christina Rossetti, 1830-1894
Discovering the Wondering Wanderer
You’re on a journey, whether you travel or not, from sunrise… — Photo by Pat Bean
I was a late bloomer, a wisp of a girl who grew up too fast, going from taking care of three younger brothers to a too-young marriage and taking care of five kids of my own.
It wasn’t until I was nearly 40 that it dawned on me that I had no idea who the woman I had become was. Trying to answer that question began a new, and very surprising, journey for me. It’s one that has been full of both heartache and joy, and one that continues to this day.
The truth is, I’m many persons in one: Writer, mother, grandmother, traveler, birder, friend, adventuress, tree-hugger, nature enthusiast, reader, peace advocate, feminist,, animal lover and currently campground host. I’m sure there’s a few more tags somewhere around that I could add.
… to sunset. Make it a memorable trip. — Photo by Pat Bean
But lately I’ve been calling myself the wondering wanderer. It’s a descriptive phrase that I’ve decided fits me as well as a clingy leotard, not that I would put one of those on my over-ripe body these days.
In my own way, I’ve always been a wondering wanderer. And now I wonder why I didn’t understand it sooner.
So how would you describe yourself? This wondering old broad would love to know.
Bean’s Pat: 20 Minutes a Day http://tinyurl.com/77t2488 The Consequences of Being Nice. This blog certainly gave me something to think about. Blog pick of the day from the wondering wanderer.
